Another Fresher’s Trip has passed and hopefully everyone enjoyed themselves. In time fresher’s flu will start to wear off, and anything caught at Perranporth will have been killed by the alcohol from the first social.
The trip started as always with maximum faff, people turned up late, the keys were in the wrong place, the van door would not close (it might have fallen off). All in all, a good start to the weekend.
When the majority of the group arrived it was to find the hut in a state of warfare with fortified positions at either end of the village hall, and to be shouted at to choose aside. What ensued next was either a mass lowering of the mental age of the group or everyone is just immature at heart and this was before anyone had decided to partake in the liquid gold we call cider.
After everyone had worn themselves out, we did what students do best – mingle and start playing some games (ring of fire, three man, to name just a few). The Ridge had brought it upon themselves to bring along the good old favourite, the funnel for the pleasure of all. For some this meant being cornered and encouraged to have a go “thanks for that” others queued up to show everyone what they are made of. It was then off to the beach for a the old classic skinny dipping. On the way there, someone spotted a phone box so what do any sensible people do try and break the world record number of people you can get in a phone box, I think we made 14?
This year there were some very friendly naked people; small groups gathered to chat and I can only assume discuss the weather. High 5 to you all or should I say High 10 [you know who you are Immi ]. Time to warm up so it was back to the hut for more fun and games. Heading to bed at the totally reasonable hour of 6am (not sure I have ever done this on a trip before).
Breakfast at 8am was not well received, but off to the BEACH!
The Safety Briefing was provided by our lovely Paddles and Stabby Jo. Everyone was split into pairs and kitted out with a boat, paddle, spray deck, wetsuit (Amazing retro colours), cag, Buoyancy aid and helmet.
It was then time to walk down the beach and time to surf!
Some people misunderstood what they were supposed to be doing.
Everyone else attacked the sea and spent a good few happy hours mastering the basic technique of how to stay upright and surf waves like a pro (for more info see the Wombles guide to surfing).
Lunch was served, with the finest cuts of meat to choose from (chicken roll and ham roll), cheese, crisps, fruit all packaged neatly between two slices of bread. The more eager of the bunch then headed back to the water for another hour of surfing.
By about 16:00 everyone’d had enough and it was time to go back to the hut, grab a nap and wait for the chefs to prepare dinner. Pass the parcel was the nights entertainment kindly prepared for us by the lovely Social Secs. It is a remake of the good old birthday party game but each layer has a challenge the (un)lucky person it lands on has to complete.
Next morning it was time to clean the hut and head back to the beach for another day of surfing.
Unfortunately the weekend had come to an end and it was time to travel back to the Boat Hard in Southampton. Thanks to everyone who took part; Drivers, committee members, club members, freshers and anyone else who helped and of course thanks to the RNLI Lifeguards who watched over us.
SUCC Love xxxx